My daughter calls me her MineCraftMom. This is apparently different from any other sort of Mom out there.
She describes a ‘normal’ Mom as someone skinny who nags after her to actually follow the rules, do her chores, and be a perfect little darling daughter.
So apparently I’m fat and lazy? All right, then. Honestly I wouldn’t want to be the Mom she describes either.
She insists that I should interject in my MineCraft ramblings a bit about the fact that I am a MineCraftMom. I find our interactions to be rather hilarious, so I’m going to do just that, make posts about crazy things we say or do as a family.
I will not refer to my children using their full real names for their protection. My son, age 16, was diagnosed with autism at age 2 and nonverbal until the age of 5. He is a bright kid who loves video games, but naturally shies away from social situations. My daughter, age 15, is the exact opposite. She has never stopped talking or making friends. She has made more friends this year than I have ever made in my lifetime. She is musically inclined, an excellent cook, a brilliant writer, and an all around amazing girl.
I had a mind once, then I had children.
Welcome to my family.